So much shit has happened, there`s no point on putting a year. I don`t know what year it is in the first time, and even if I had a clock that still functioned, what good would it be to know when all that matters is surviving for the next day? No, I can`t tell you a date, because time is not important anymore.
What I can do, is tell you what happened.
The power, greed and corruption of the few ones on top had looted the world for centuries. At the end, they alone were living on paradise itself, leaving the rest to sink slowly on the mud of purgatory. With nothing else to steal, it became logical for them to dispose of their victims, and hiding under the rocks like insects, they lit the surface on the fires of hell and world war, army versus army and man against man.
It was then when we first got in contact with aliens. Good aliens. Aliens that came to "save us from ourselves". They couldn`t even save themselves from the ones that came after. And after. And after. And the cowards, the moles, the slithering creeps living under the ground, the ones that started this whole thing, could only respond with more destruction. But, too afraid of looking face to face their deeds, they sent their new servants to protect them. Machines.
This is the world we live on today. We fight against aliens. We fight against robots. But the worst enemy to fight is still man.